I know it's been a while but I was trying to figure out where I wanted to go with this story. I also wrote a couple parts of my short story "No Regrets".
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"Bree.. Breanna, correct?" An Irish accent asked from behind Breanna.
She turned to see a semi-familiar face, Oliver. He was sitting at one of the first tables in the diner reading a paper and drinking coffee by himself. Breanna was at her favorite diner in downtown, Red's, trying to grab some food to take home. She never was one for eating alone in a restaurant so take-out saved her from that. Normally Breanna cooked for herself but after working 10-6 at the bar she was just ready to get some good and easy food then make her way home. She wasn't prepared for the interaction, considering she had been working all day she wasn't sure what she even looked like. Probably looked a mess and reeked of beer but it was too late to worry about that now.
"Yeah, Oliver right?" Breanna questioned even though she hadn't even remotely forgotten the handsome beard-clad doctor in the least.
"Yes ma'am. It's nice to see you again." Oliver smiled a big genuine smile and Breanna melted a little.
"Y-Yeah, you two." She silently kicked herself for being so obviously awe-struck.
"Are you eating by yourself? If you would like you could sit with me." He asked while he scooted his chair out and stood. He held his hand out in front of him gesturing for her to sit.
"I uh- I would hate to intrude, Oliver." She wasn't sure if she was ready to have a full conversation with the attractive man she just met the week before. She looked him over and he seemed disappointed.
"It wouldn't be an intrusion at all Miss Breanna. I would much enjoy the company." He said sweetly.
Breanna locked eyes with him and he was very convincing, "Okay, that sounds great."
She abandoned her spot at the counter and made her way to his table. He walked around to the other side and pulled the chair out for her a little. She went to take her jacket off.
"Here." He said in a low and deep voice. He helped her out of her jacket and placed it on the back of her chair. He gestured for her to take a seat and he pushed the seat in the rest of the way.
"Thank you." She said quietly.
Breanna couldn't believe how much of a gentleman he was. It was completely different then her first interactions with Dean. She shook her head not letting memories of Dean float through her mind. Even if the memories were hot and steamy and perfect.
Oliver flagged the waitress over, "What would you like to drink?" He asked Breanna quietly before the waitress came.
"I guess coffee and water." Breanna answered with a bit of confusion to her voice.
"Yes sir?" The waitress, by the name tag on her shirt named Beth, asked.
"Beth, could you please bring the lady a coffee and water?" He asked politely.
"Be right back." She smiled at him probably more because his looks than it being part of her job.
"Do you need a menu?" He asked while getting up.
"No, it's fine I know what I'll get."
He shook his head showing he understood.
Once Beth came back with her beverages they ordered and the small talk began. At first it seemed forced from Breanna's end and so natural from Oliver's. Considering he's a doctor and probably has to small talk frequently at it made sense to her. After a while the food came and she shared stories about the time she went to Ireland and he was impressed by her traveling endeavors. He asked about what she did before and she told him about her gymnastics past. He seemed to want to know more and more about her. He didn't really want to talk about himself he seemed more interested in hearing her story and it was refreshing for Breanna. She tried not to talk about herself too much because she never wanted to annoy anyone or seem like she was more important. But with the way Oliver was listening and asking questions he seemed to enjoy it so she went along with it.
Once they were done Oliver insisted on paying for her meal and even though she fought for a bit he won. He stood and walked behind her after the bill was taken care of and pulled the chair out for her once again.
"Thank you, Oliver." She said with more confidence now that they knew each other at least a little bit.
He helped her into her jacket then they made their way to the door where of course he held it open for her. The cold air shocked her, it was completely dark outside and it was at least 10 to 15 degrees cooler than when she had entered the diner. She pulled her jacket closer to her and she felt a warm arm wrap around her. Panic set over Breanna she wasn't ready to be physical with anyone that wasn't Dean. No matter how great Oliver was she had lingering feelings for Dean and couldn't just hop into bed with another man like that. Her body seized up under his touch and he felt it.
He pulled away from her quickly, "I'm sorry. You just seemed cold, I was trying to help. Don't take it the wrong way." For the first time all evening he stumbled over his words a little.
Breanna smiled at him realizing he was just trying to be nice, "It's fine, just took me by surprise is all."
He smiled back at her, "Let me walk you to your car."
Breanna just nodded because the cold was starting to effect her. They made it to her car and she slid into the drivers seat with the door open hoping to shield herself from the wind if nothing else. He stood on the inside of the door.
"I'm glad we ran into each other tonight." He spoke honestly.
"Me too. Thank you again for dinner." She said as she tried to start her car to get the heat going.
"Just think of it as pay back for the beer the other day." He beamed at her.
She turned the car over a couple times and it wouldn't ever start.
"C'mon.." She said under her breath. Her car often had problems and they amplified in the cold.
"Having problems?" Oliver inquired after noticing she couldn't get the car to start.
Breanna felt her cheeks redden it was embarrassing having a car that wouldn't start when you needed it to.
"Yeah.. sometimes the cold messes it up. It's fine, just takes a minute. You don't have to wait around you can go ahead and go." She wasn't sure if it would start or not but she didn't need him standing out in the cold watching her freak out on her car.
"Just let me give you a ride." He confidently said.
Breanna tried a couple more times and the cold must have got to her, "You sure?"
She looked at him and he smiled, "Of course."
He held his hand out and she grabbed it. He led her to his car, it was a brand new Mercedes in pristine condition.
"Nice car." She said plainly.
"Yeah.. Just got it since I decided to stay here. One of the other doctor's knew someone at the dealership, so." He said plainly.
He walked around and opened the door for Breanna and she wasn't sure how many times in one night she could thank someone.
Once he got in the car it started up beautifully and the heat was much welcomed. The ride to her home was relatively quiet besides a direction here and there. Before she knew it they were on her street and she did her best not to even look at Sam's and Dean's house like she always did on her return home. Except this time she couldn't help but notice there were lights on. Her heart fluttered a little knowing that Dean was right there. He stopped in her driveway.
"Do you think you'll be able to make it back into town for your car?" He wondered aloud.
"Yeah, don't worry about that. You did more than enough for me in one evening. Thank you so much for the ride again." She said sweetly. "Here let me give you my number so I can repay you for everything sometime." She dug around in her purse for a second before finding an old receipt and a pen. She jotted down her number and handed it to him.
"I don't know about you repaying me for anything but I would like to see you again." He grinned and slid the paper into his front pocket.
"I'll see you around Oliver."
She locked eyes with him for a moment and she saw him moving in closer to her. She had a great time with him and didn't want to kiss him yet but she didn't want to give him the wrong idea, that she wasn't interested in him. So she decided to place a small innocent kiss on his cheek before he could do anything else.
She opened up her car door and she saw him place his hand on his cheek. She smiled as he backed out of the driveway. He waved and she returned a wave with a small laugh to herself. She shook her head and turned around to head into the house. That's when she noticed a figure on her porch and she froze. She just knew it was another vampire coming to finish what Viktor started and she glanced at the Winchester's house wondering if she could make it there before the vampire got to her.
Right as she was about to bolt she noticed the figure move from the dark part of the porch into the light and it was the last person she thought she would find, Dean Winchester.